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The Green Revolution
Okay, this is a work that originally died out a few months ago. It was very tentatively titled “The Green Revolution”. Here was how it was supposed to work:
A new terrorist organization, the World Ecological Army (WEA) launches several attacks. As a result, the world undergoes severe political changes that sweep across the board. These events are largely a consequence of the WEA attacks, but other terrorist organizations also take advantage. Borders change, presidents fall, countries merge etc.
The main problem is that the plot and subplots would be huge and the potential was there for a couple hundred fairly important characters. I considered writing a prequel regarding the development of WEA, thinking that could explain some things, but it never really got off the ground. Any suggestions??
Thanks and One Love
CanuckRasta
May 23, 2017
Location: Ituri Forest Camp, World Ecological Army, Democratic Republic of the Congo
0400 GMT
Hidden from the world by the steaming equatorial rainforest, a group of elite eco-terrorists operated in secrecy. Medium-sized, only 50 souls were assigned to this outpost far from civilization. Adopting a cell structure utilized by other extremist organizations, communication between cells was prohibited, effectively isolating these militaristic individuals who valued the environment above all else. The sounds of the jungle seeped into the camp, the insects and birds rising in a cacophony throughout the night and into the early morning hours when the current mission debriefing began.
During the gathering sentries patrolled the boundaries of the camp preventing the native population from stumbling onto the enclave in the middle of the night. They wore green fatigues and were armed with automatic, laser-sighted machine guns that were the standard issue for the world’s SWAT teams. Mosquito netting protected their exposed skin.
Inside a central tent the mission debriefing was ongoing attended by the other members of the unit (referred to as Outpost 253 by WEA). The tent contained extensive modern electronic equipment that linked the station to Army Headquarters. Directly opposite the entrance was a Liquid Clear Display that projected information to the attending soldiers seated on simple metal chairs. To the screen’s left was a large metal desk that belonged to the unit commander, Green Col. Gabriel Planner.
Planner was an imposing, muscular Liberian in his mid-forties. Typical of WEA soldiers, his head was shaved bald and he also wore sunglasses to be more intimidating. As a young man he had unwillingly served in the Liberian army before the abdication of Charles Taylor in 2003. After the president fled to exile, Planner joined the Green Army and gradually rose through the ranks until he attained his current position.
New orders had been received and the target of the mission was the topic of the early morning meeting. “Abdul al Hamid bin Yusuf, current Infrastructure Minister for the Socialist Islamic Party in the African Mixed Cabinet of the Continental Parliament,” Green Maj. Jean Pierre Mokele pointed to the portrait on the display “He is to be eliminated on the 27th of this month in Tunis.”
“His crime?” queried a soldier in the audience.
Mokele highlighted text from the presentation and answered “bin Yusuf is proposing a new continental highway to aid in the unification of Africa’s economy. The central section will pass through this area. Deforestation of thousands of acres will occur throughout the rainforest, severely disrupting the ecosystem.”
Leaning forward in his chair, Col. Planner looked at his men, “A three soldier team will be dispatched to Tunisia with standard Army equipment. Of course, you will wear desert camouflage in Tunis. Assignments will be handed out by Maj. Mokele,” he finished, turning towards the major.
Mokele nodded to his superior and continued, “Sgt. Julius Sidibe will be in command and will carry out the elimination. The other two members will be Corporals Simba and N’Diaye. As a backup you will only use force when the sergeant is in danger and even then it shall be the last resort,” he looked meaningfully at the corporals. “Any questions?” Mokele’s eyes swept through the tent, noting the attention he received.
“Sir besides the intended outcome what are the other anticipated ramifications?” Sidibe asked. He was well suited to his role as sniper with his uncanny ability to move silently and his patience allowing him to wait for the perfect shot.
“Minimal. bin Yusuf heads no major companies and has few overseas contacts. He held a similar position in Mauritania, before entering continental politics. Angolan Dr. Monica Santão was first choice before regional lines forced a North African into the post. She is expected to take over the post and she is more interested in building schools and hospitals than paving a highway through the rainforest,” replied the major.
“And if Santão doesn’t drop the project?” pressed the tall Ghanaian.
“WEA has other methods to encourage the Members of Parliament to deny support of the proposal. Dismissed” Mokele ended the debriefing, the soldiers coming to attention and saluting before filing out of the tent.
May 27, 2017
Bourguiba Street
Tunis, Tunisia
1600 GMT
Abdul al Hamid bin Yusuf was short, middle aged man who always wore white clothing due to the heat of North Africa. He was a religious man, dutifully observing the five pillars of Islam – he had already made the hajj to Mecca once and he was hoping to travel to Mecca at least twice more in his lifetime. A silver star and sickle dangled on a gold chain from his vest pocket. The limousine he rode in was an unheard of luxury in his home country of Mauritania where the average income of $2,000 US per year has remained little changed in over two decades. bin Yusuf sighed, running his hand along the leather seat.. Beside him a manila portfolio contained a speech he was presenting to the Assembly today. The speech was a further elaboration of his proposal for a trans-continental highway. The highway was in turn a key part of his party’s plan for the economic unification of Africa.
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